Okay, our first week of school is about to come to a close....I have only been BACK to the school because of something forgotten maybe three times this week.....I yell, scream, and holler the whole way to school as I am reminding the boys, "you have got to do a better job at managing your time, and making sure you have everything so this doesn't happen again." I have had that conversation three times with them...I guess they are not hearing the "AGAIN" word.....
So, Tuesday was the start of football with full pads...Oh, and they have to be on the field at 7:45. Okay, stop there, I am a 1/2 hour girl....Which usually means, if it starts at 10, I'll fly in on two wheels around 10:30...So, we are up, breakfast will be eaten in the car (we have 30 minutes to kill), and there is plenty of time to gear up and be on the field by 8:15(see, 1/2 hour later)...Just kidding...
Okay, here is your visual for this morning.....
"LET'S GO WE ARE 30 MINUTES LATE (1/2 hour again) YOU ARE GOING TO BE IN TROUBLE......here they come walking like a turtle, with backpack open, papers flying, books scattered, milk spilling, and NO SHOES!!!!!
We finally get in the car, throw it in reverse and pull out....going down the road like a motor speed race...only this time we are dodging red lights and cops hiding......the boys are eating their wonderful homemade prepared nutritious breakfast....NOT...prepackaged, preservative overloaded breakfast bar that should keep them going...oh...until they get there...then they are depleted......When all of a sudden I hear, in his turtle voice, "MOM...................."yes, Jonathan, what do you want.....still speeding..the car not him......."I forgot my..........OH MY GOSH, TELL ME YOU DIDN'T (in a high pitch, glass shattering tone) JUST SAY I FORGOT!!!!! So, now Ryan, my one who just can't let ANYTHING pass (as long as it is not him in trouble), says, "Oh, great, here she goes again.......
Our car is pulling into our private school where we see all the little children neatly clothed, hair comb just right, even sprayed to show how much time they had to get ready....Teeth brushed (assumption,you know), and backpacks are zipped with all completed homework inside......And here we come...A lot like the Clampitts when they drove into Los Angles......
The boys are getting out, papers are literally flying everywhere, backpacks are wide opened still, the blue uniform shorts now have crumb droppings and spots of milk spillage on them....Hair is everywhere but in place....Teeth...never mind....mints will hide the stench of not brushing since school started....
And here she comes.....The perfect GIRL.... (another visual)...picture her walking slowly but with confidence....Her hair was so beautiful, teeth were white, her backpack was placed neatly beside her and her uniform didn't have a wrinkle in it.....
She backs up out of my way as to not get hit by my speeding car, and as the boys open the car door she says it.....
"Oh my, can I help you guys??" Okay, I'm gonna let my bad side out for just a minute, so if you think you might be offended by this, skip to the next paragraph....
Oh no she didn't just say that.....She's not happy.....That is what I say to everyone who has it all together...Shallow and lame, I know, however, hurt people, hurt people....and today I'm hurt and have the need to hurt somebody.....
She graciously bends down and picks up all the stuff that has fallen from the car, helps the boys ....yes, you heard me, BOYS, not one.....BOTH.....helps the carry what they can't, and off they go...well, my turtle is slowly catching up to them.....She then turns around, comes all the way back to the car and shuts the door that MY BOYS had forgotten to do..... I leaned over to her and said, "thank you, we had a stressful morning and aren't quite up to par." Like tomorrow was going to be any different.....She laughs and says, "that's okay, we have mornings like that." Really, cuz I'm thinking you don't......
As I'm driving off I'm thinking of ways we can do better and not have this happen again....The ONLY solution I could come up with is, we will drop off somewhere else so we don't see her.....Or she doesn't see us......
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